Chapter 46: Welcome

To be honest, Matthew didn't like a very "snobbish" person like Horace Slughorn.
In particular, he is also a teacher and the dean of an academy.
But now, he had to choose to lower his head temporarily.
...
It's another potions lesson on Wednesday afternoon.
Harry Evans burned his crucible again, this was the third crucible he burned this semester.
To be honest, even Professor Slughorn didn't understand how this kid did it.
"Evans... you actually..." The walrus-like bald old man sighed, then shook his head: "Hey, forget it!"
With some heartache, he took out a new crucible from the cabinet and handed it to him.
"A cauldron is worth five gallons, which is very expensive! This is definitely the last time!" He warned loudly, "If you dare to break it again..."
The terrified poor Evans curled up into a ball, shivering, and even sobbing with tears.
Slughorn didn't want to say anything cruel, and dropped the cauldron and turned and left.
Matthew Wickfield and Neville Longbottom have seen everything that just happened around them.
Because they are working hard to prepare hair-lifting agents, the new content that Professor Slughorn taught them in this lesson-
After taking this medicine, it will make the hair of the user stand up... Honestly, Matthew can't figure out the practical use value of this potion.
While putting the newly cut mouse tail in the cauldron, he said casually:
"How does Evans look like a girl?"
"How is it possible?" Neville shook his head quickly: "I live in the same bedroom with him day and night."
"I mean character." Matthew explained: "The first impression you make is like a girl..."
"He is really introverted and rarely talks to people." Neville replied: "No, it can even be said that he never actively talks to people. We ask him about things, and he answers, and his voice is still very small."
"Do you know who Evans' parents are?" Matthew asked suddenly.
"I only know that they are all wizards. He refuses to tell us anything about his parents..." Neville said.
"I remember Professor Rozier mentioned in the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class that there was a dark wizard...seems to be called Evans?"
"Probably a relative!" Neville replied casually, and at the same time began to stir the cauldron: "It's quite common among pure blood wizards."
The potion in the cauldron began to slowly turn into a dark gray.
"Oh, little guys!" Professor Slughorn's voice suddenly came from behind them, making Neville almost startled: "Looking at you guys talking happily, I'm afraid you are almost done?"
The chubby big elephant suddenly emerged from behind them, pressing their hands on their shoulders.
"Yes, Professor." Matthew replied calmly, "It's done!"
"Oh, Merlin's beard!" Professor Slughorn looked at the potion in the cauldron and made a very exaggerated expression: "It's perfect... it's perfect... I have never seen a freshman, Can formulate such a perfect hair-lifting agent!"
"Well done, Mr. Longbottom and Mr. Wakefield!" Slughorn laughed. "If Hogwarts hadn't cancelled the college points 40 years ago, or I would at least give Gran Fendor and Slytherin each add 20 points!"
"It's all Matthew's credit." Neville quickly explained: "I'm just in charge of stirring."
"There is no doubt that humility is a virtue..." Slughorn nodded.
"No, no, no!" Neville shook his head quickly: "It was indeed Matthew did it alone!"
"Mr. Wickfield, is this true?" Slughorn's gaze began to shift to Matthew: "Can you tell me how you can make such a perfect pot of hair-lifting agent? ?"
In fact, the truth is that Matthew learned about the contents of this potions class from Hermione Granger in Ravenclaw two days ago (the potions class of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff was in On Monday afternoon).
In the next two days, he searched almost all books related to hair-lifting agents in the library of the Room for All Requests.
And using all the time available, he also tried several times in advance.
Then at the beginning of this potions class, he told Neville that he wanted to try it alone.
Neville Longbottom has always been easy-going, and because the essay in the metamorphosis class has already reached a very good relationship with Matthew, he is also happy.
Later, this is what happened now.
"It's actually very simple!" Matthew Wickfield replied calmly: "Just do what you said..."
"...It's just that I suddenly felt that it would not be good to put the dried nettle while the cauldron was heated to the hottest. It might be better after it cools down a little...so I tried..."
This method was seen by Matthew in a book called "Common Potions and Antidote" in the Room of All Requests, but he would definitely not take the initiative to say it now.
"A genius idea!" The expression on Slughorn's face suddenly became even more exaggerated. He grabbed Matthew's hand: "Very, very genius idea...Creativity is the source of the advancement of potions... …You did a great job, Mr. Wickfield."
"Thank you, professor." Matthew said quickly.
After a few more babbles, Professor Slughorn took his gaze away from Matthew's cauldron.
...
After half an hour, the potions class was over.
While Neville was packing up his things, Matthew suddenly "accidentally" dropped his crystal bottle box on the ground, and the small bottles rolled all over, and some even broke.
"Oops!" Matthew said loudly.
"It's okay, I will help you clean up!" Neville said enthusiastically.
As other students left the potions classroom one after another, Matthew and Neville were clearing the crystal bottles on the ground.
"I'll help too, kids!" Slughorn approached the classroom, and he waved his magic wand, and the broken crystal bottles immediately recovered.
"Thank you very much!" Matthew quickly bowed to him.
Just when Slughorn turned and left ~EbookFREE.me~ Matthew suddenly said: "Professor Slughorn, I heard Draco seem to have said before that you built a building at Hogwarts A group of potions class exchanges knowledge about potions class every week..."
Of course, what Slughorn’s Slug Club communicated was not limited to the contents of the Potions class, but Matthew was deliberately acting stupid at this time.
"...I've always been very interested in potions, so I don't know if there is a chance to join?" Matthew asked directly, cheeky.
Slughorn was stunned for a moment, and he looked up and down Matthew, seeming to review the boy's qualifications at the end.
After a short wait--
"Of course, Mr. Wakefield!" Slughorn was like a face change, suddenly smiling: "You are welcome to join!"
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